"The mind is its own place, and in itself / Can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n." ~Paradise Lost, 1:254-255
Sometimes perfection can be perfect hell...

November 22

pour la dernière fois

Clearly, none of this is clear / it’s easy to forget as long as you aren’t near / false hope will be the downfall of us all / can we finally be sure that this one will be the last call? / goodbye is kind of difficult for you I know / you think there’ll perpetually be a new hello. / we’ll never be ready at this rate but let’s keep it concise /count to three, set me free, and hurry back to paradise.

About Me

I'm Kaitlin, and I like music.
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"How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes, I struggle to find any truth in your lies. And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know, this weakness I feel I must finally show. Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all, but lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall. Lend me your eyes I can change what you see, but your soul you must keep totally free."